Grace Holds You While You Weep

The afternoon sun is high, and the weight you carry feels like a flaw in the design of you. You are convinced that your sadness is so heavy, so burdensome, that the light regrets ever speaking your name.

You think if God could see the cost of your existence, He would wish He had never created you. But listen to the silence beneath the noise of that thought.

The light does not calculate the cost of you and find you too expensive. In the Gospel of Mary, the Savior speaks directly to this terror: 'Do not weep...

for his grace will be entirely with you and will protect you.' Entirely. Not partially.

Not grudgingly. The grace is not a limited resource that your sorrow drains; it is a shield that holds you precisely because you are weeping.

You are not a mistake that slipped past the Creator's attention. You are held by a love that knew exactly how much you would hurt and chose you anyway.

The light is not waiting for you to be happy before it stays. It is already here, protecting you in the middle of the ache.